I’d be strong,
I’d save people,
But there would be times
when I’d fly just to be alone
My cape flapping gently
in the stratosphere
Above the clouds
above the noise
Quiet and stillness
just for me
So I could go back
and continue to be strong
/ / /
This poem was written to the and sometimes I wear a cape prompt at Poetic Bloomings.
Ah, solitude & flying sustains us.
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Nice thoughts, Richard.
Pamela
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A delightful fantasy, very seductive to me just now.
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I came back to this a second time. The gentleness of it is so wonderful, Richard.
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Richard, a true flight of fancy. This was gently stirring. Glad to read you again! Amy
Here was mine, all rowdy: http://sharplittlepencil.com/2012/04/04/mrs-clean-wipes-the-slate/
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